Untitled Weiss Kreuz Ficcie [Chapter 1/8]

By: Mill

The pairing: Aya x Ken

Names: Aya (Abyssinian), Ken (Siberian), Yoji (Balinese), Omi (Bombay)

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Every time, it's always the same. Never once will it differ.

I watch as the blood slowly seep through the ground. I hastily rid myself of his blood on me. But they didn't come off. They never did. Never will.

I looked up at the cloud-covered moon, shining ever so brightly. Then I gazed back down to bloodied hands, curling them into a tight fist.

I chose this path that I've taken. I chose to be a part of Weiss. So why am I regretting it each time we finished a mission? I feel so impure. Then again, how many have I already killed?

"Ken-kun?" a soft tiny voice broke through my daydreams. I gazed into those beautiful blue eyes. He's the same as me…a killer. Does he regret his decision as well? Does Yoji and Aya feel the same, too? Or am I the only one who feels this way?

"Ken?" a light shook woke me up, finally. "Oi, what's going on with you?"

"Nothing," I gave Yoji a weak smile. "I'm okay, really." He didn't seem convinced. Do you really know me so well, Yoji?

Then, I made the same mistake again. I looked at my blood-covered hands. They brought back memories of what we just did. What I just did. Yes, we were supposed to protect the innocent. But didn't they used to be an innocent as well? All of those we killed, were innocents once. They made a mistake, chose the wrong path for themselves. Let God punish them. Why us? Why me?

"Ken-kun?" Omi voice woke me up again. "Honto ni daijoubu ka?"

"Hai, hai," I gave him a reassuring nod. He continued to look at me for a while, then let out a soft sigh and left. Am I really okay? Of course I am!!

Demo…is that really true or am I just trying to deceive myself?

"Ken?" another familiar voice spoke behind me. Yoji? No. Omi? Iie. Aya…

"Are you sure you're really okay?" he asked again. I nodded.

"Then, come on," soft footsteps began to walk away. Soon, all were silent. But me. Me and tears.

How foolish of me, ne? To cry over a complete stranger. Considering how I hardly knew my victim, I should be home right now, relaxing, laughing with my friends. But none of that is happening. Yoji and Omi are worried about me. Even I'm worried about myself. And Aya…is he worried?

Why should I worry about such thing? Why would Aya-kun be worried about me? Me of all people. There was always Aya-chan for him to worry about. And maybe even Sakura-chan. So why would he care about me? We are just partners in crimes. Nothing more.

But each time I see him, my heart aches. Why? I don't know myself. Can it be that I'm…?

Masaka…

He's a boy, for goodness' sakes. But…

My heart ached even more when I see him with Sakura-chan. Yoji always tell me there's something going on between them. And each time he does, I just shrug him off and go about my own business. But everytime I walk away, I began thinking about what Yoji had just said. If any of it was true.

I had hoped that it wasn't. But I was just kidding myself. Of course there was something going on between them. Like Yoji says, they make such a cute couple. Well, why won't they?

If I could just have him to myself for one night…one night would be enough. That's all I need. Is that too much to ask for? Am I being too greedy for asking that?

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"Oi, Ken," I looked up at Yoji through my dark bangs. "Pay closer attention next time, k?" He pointed at the floor, in front of me. I looked down to realize that the water overflowed.

"Gomen," I mumbled, before quickly wiping it. A hand found its way to my forehead.

"Are you okay today?" Yoji asked, hands to his own forehead. "Feeling a bit feverish, maybe?"

"I'm okay," I slapped his hand away and stood. "I'm going to take a little break now."

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"Ken?" a voice suddenly asked, breaking through my thoughts.

"Hmm?"

"Are you okay?"

"Mm-hmmm."

"Alright, that's good. We wouldn't want Siberian sick right now, would we?"

"Aya?"

"Yes?"

"Do you think of us as nothing more than just killing partners? We're not friends…?"

"If you want to think we are, then fine."

"Do you care whether we're friends or not?"

"Honestly…no."

"Oh."

Silence is a scary thing. I feel like screaming, crying, anything to get rid of the silence. Soon, I heard footfalls moving away from the room. I was alone. Again.

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Here we are again, in a position that I hate. The words were always the same.

"Help me…"

Help you? Then who will help me?

I watched quietly as Abyssinian finish the man off with a swift swipe with his katana. I lowered my gaze to the tip of his katana, dripping endlessly with blood.

I was so completely absorbed into what I was looking at that I couldn't feel a hand shaking me violently. Finally, a voice woke me.

"Siberian?"

"I'm okay, Abyssinian."

"No you're not."

"Yes I am. Don't worry, Balinese."

"How can I not? You've been like this nearly the entire week. Mind telling us what's going on?"

"Nothing…"

"Right. And I'm supposed to believe that?"

"Listen." I was ready to snap in a minute. "I said I was okay. If I want to tell you anything, I would. But right now, I prefer to be alone."

"Siberian…" confused blue eyes look up at me.

"Daijoubu, Bombay. Don't worry. I just need to be alone for a while."

"Let him have it his way. Come on."

"Demo…"

"I said come on. Abyssinian, stay behind and make sure he gets home, will ya?"

"Alright."

"Thanks. Bombay, hayaku."

"Okay." He turned and looked at me once more. "We'll see you later. Ja."

"Ja."

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"What are you thinking?"

"Nothing."

"Is it the mission?"

"Hai."

"Listen, Ken. I know what you're going through right now. I'm sure each one of us has been through this phase when we first became part of Weiss. Don't you think it's too late now to feel regret?"

"It's never too late for anything."

"But you can't change the past now, can you? You can't change your decision. There's nothing you can do. Except to regret everything you've done ever since you became a part of Weiss."

"I know."

"Forget the missions for now. I'll go ask Manx to leave you out of the next mission."

"Hai."

"Ken?"

"Yes?"

"If you need anything, ask me."

"Okay."

I watch him beginning to walk away.

"Aya?"

"What is it?"

"It's pretty unusual for you to be like this, all nice and understanding."

"Hn."

"Arigato."

"I didn't do anything. You don't need to thank me."

"Thank you, anyway."

"You're welcome."

~~End of Chapter 1~~